But the pitiful noises she was making now painted a graphic picture in his mind that was driving him wild. He imagined her firm, naked breasts mauled,...her slender throat crushed, Robbie’s cock fucking her dying mouth.He turned on the TV to try to get her off his mind, but he could still hear her cries. He didn’t want to cross the line he was walking. It was one thing to kill someone out of necessity, but it was something else to do it for pleasure. He had never considered himself an evil man. A. . Her husband was sleeping in his room which was on the ground floor. When I went to the terrace in search of her she was washing her clothes. She usually wash her clothes on the washing stone on the terrace. She saw me and asked to help her washing. She is wearing a red color saree. Her pallu is barely covering her boobs. Her matching red color blouse was translucent making her white color bra of hers clearly visible. Her saree and petticoat was lifted till her lower thighs to protect her. I pat my chest, “Up, Monty,” I said. He heaved his front paws onto the couch, straddling my body, and his massive dick was poised between my legs. I just had to shift myself a little to get it just right. He was still panting and trying to thrust, and his cock kept hitting my thigh and then my ass. He must have known he was close because he started to speed up, so that when he finally found his mark, he rammed deep, deep into my pussy faster and harder than anyone ever had before. Just as I. " Well if I hadn't tripped over that tree root I wouldn't be here now." That may be true but here you are a prisoner of the Red team. OK boys, tie her to the tree." Tie me to the tree, what are you talking about? You can't expect me to be tied to a tree." I sure do Sally after all you're a POW and we can do anything we want to you, can't we boys?"The whole Red team cheered Mike's pronouncement and several of the scouts volunteered to help tie up and guard the prisoner. Two boys led Sally over.